Image made with Portrait Works

Name: Ghilanna
Age: 54
Gender: Female
Race: Elf

Description: Ghilanna has rusty red hair that's cut in an uneven hairdo with longer strands in front. She has warm brown eyes, a straight nose and a pale complexion. Ghilanna doesn't tan, mostly because she spends more time in the shade than she does in the sun. She likes wearing brown, red and orange colours as they match her hair and people compliment her when she wears them. 
Personality: Ghilanna has very few plans for the long haul, she hardly ever thinks about what is around the corner. Problems that arise will be dealt with, and if they don't arise then there was reason to worry about them. It's this simple way of thinking that has brought Ghilanna where she is today. She's not much of a fighter, but maybe because she is so carefree, she notices things. 
Short Bio: Ghilanna grew up in an average household as the youngest child. She was babied by just about everyone else in her family and floated through her happy childhood. Now that she's older, she's started working for herself but took a profession wherein she had lots of opportunity for free time and leisurely walks. 
Hobbies: Having fun.
Aspirations: Enjoy every minute of her life. 
Pets: Brown Wolfhound Gaby. 


They'd not spent a whole month on Danach, as the planet was called, when the first hatching was a thing. The Cathair had taken them in, asking little questions and providing them with shelter, food and education. The group of seven ventured to watch but knew that chances were big that they would not all bond on the same day. 
At that very first hatching, it was Ghilanna who got lucky. A green hatchling broke through her shell and walked as fast as her legs could carry her to the optimistic elf. It was her love of fun and uncomplicated way of live that attracted the hatchling as she said:
"I want to see where you're from." 
"When you're old enough to fly, we can probably visit, Nenysesh." Ghilanna agreed. 

Green Nenysesh hatched at Cathair Kosavon

Size: 15' / 62'
Personality: Generous, daring, unpredictable, naive
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation, and Firebreath


Nenyesh rose. She'd always been a daring, unpredictable dragon. And she proved that once more by not even having alerted her rider of the imminent flight. As such, only a few blues and slates followed her. Nenyesh didn't care either way. Her love was free for everyone and she would give her heart freely to the one who won today. That is if they would have it. 
Dragons looped and swerved as Nenyesh led them around under the pink sky of Danach. After a short time, Nenyesh just relished in the joy of unrestricted flight. Rising dragonesses didn't have to take care to remember flight plans or to avoid others. Now everyone got out of HER way and it was amazing. 
A load roar alerted all chasers that another dragon had joined. Brass
Vecerosh rushed ahead and waited for Nenyesh to reach him. The gentle and usually obedient dragon had flown away from an assignment when he'd heard Nenyesh' call. Luckily his rider had yet to mount him or he would have taken Sudryl for the ride of his life. As it stood, Vecerosh could hear the confused calls of his rider, asking to be told what was happening.
"Destiny." Vecerosh told him. 
After all if Nenyesh was to give her heart, the brass dragon wanted it to be his. But Nenyesh wasn't as easy as to just roll over and take him just because he was bigger and stronger than her other suitors. 
"Catch me!" she challenged.
Vecerosh growled his acceptance of her challenge and together they left the others behind. But Vecerosh was bigger and faster than Nenyesh, who only could boast her larger flexibility and agility. When the brass dragon easily caught up and grabbed Nenyesh' tail she admitted defeat.
"You caught me."
"And I'm keeping you."




Lantessama Isle
Backgrounds from